The spirit ship of Kulu Nation floated down toward the familiar skyline of the Northern KULU Capital city. The sun had just begun to dip below the horizon, casting a golden hue over the city. Below, waiting crowds of disciples, family servants, and curious citizens gathered to witness the return of the alchemists from the Pill King Market.
With poise and a trace of exhaustion, Yun Rou stepped to the edge of the ship's deck and waved at the gathered ground crew.
"The trip is officially concluded," she said loudly, turning back to the passengers. "Thank you all for representing our nation with dignity and strength. One by one now, disembark safely!"
Cheers and polite goodbyes echoed among the ship's travelers as disciples stepped down the formation stairs. Kent, still lost in thought after the whirlwind of events—including Bai Qi's unexpected request—was just about to descend when the sound of ragged footsteps and desperate howling echoed across the arrival square.
